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[pellameno]

[If you're wandering along the edge of the forest, you may see a flickering light, or smell the distinctive scent of burning wood. In the usual clearing, there are logs set up around a roaring campfire, and a hermaphrodite sprawled contentedly across a prince. They have things for s'mores, but they haven't touched them, they instead seem happier

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[and_thats_it]

Pell, we'll burn down the forest. My cabin's in there.

[pellameno]

Alright, alright. I suppose you know better. [rests his head on your stomach]

[and_thats_it]

*toying with his hair, just gently*

On the subject of fire and my cabin, I do, certainly. Where else would I live? And don't say with Elphaba; you know perfectly well I would be drowned in the pink of that place.

[pellameno]

True, you wouldn't fit where I sleep.

...how are you two? It's been awhile since I asked.

[hopeforstirring]

[I knew it was going to be you two.]

[and_thats_it]

*holding out a hand, join our pile*

Help me out here, Elphie. Is this fire big enough?

[hopeforstirring]

[comes sits beside] I'd say no, but I'm against setting forest fires.

[and_thats_it]

*c'mere. tugging her closer.*

I'd have nowhere to live, it would be terrible.

[waaaaaaaaaaaarp]

It's warm.

[pellameno]

Hello, Jomy. That's the point. [reaches out with his good arm]

[and_thats_it]

And big enough, wouldn't you agree?

[starving_artist]

*staring at your food fixin's like a... well, like a zombie, really* S'moooooores...

[and_thats_it]

We have plenty to share, take some if you like.

[starving_artist]

Thank you~ *pops a marshmallow onto a stick and plops down on a log nearby* Uwaaah, so waaarm!

[and_thats_it]

It was getting uncomfortably chilly in my cabin. Yours, too?

[clericchronicle]

[something smells delicious]

[and_thats_it]

*it is our fire and our delicious foods.*

Oh, hello.

[clericchronicle]

Hello. Hey what are you guys making? It smells good.

[and_thats_it]

I think they're called smures. They might be from his world.